Blood is thicker than water... yeah right.

Broken promises

Wind blew through his hair.
Blood dripped down his wrists.
A smile grew on his face.
As he stepped forward to his happiness.
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??? POV
I need coffee Jesus I'm tired. Maybe I shouldn't have stayed out on patrol so late, there's been almost no activity.
I let out a bone weary sigh before gazing out across the city. I have to admit this view almost makes the insomnia worth it, almost. Glancing at my watch I suppress a groan, 3 am, glancing around I hesitate at a flicker of movement on a nearby roof.
"It's probably just a cat." But even as I say it I'm hurtling towards the roof praying the dark feeling in the pit of my stomach means nothing. Praying that I'm wrong.
I'm not.
Landing on the roof in time to see a limp body drop off the side I throw my capture weapon as far as I can, sending it over the edge. For a second it meets nothing and panic claws at my throat, then there's resistance that's far too light but there. I hurriedly pull up whoever's on the other side ready to find out why, but before I can my face pales and hands shake at the sheer amount of blood coating the man, no this - this is a child. Horror coats my face as the child looks up at me with dull green eyes, unfocused and uncaring.
Hesitating I look at the child, "Kid? Are you alright?" Good job Shouta, I think dryly, he's obviously fine, "Kid where do you live? Where's your home?". At that his glassy eyes focus intensely, his breathing becoming laboured as he stumbles away from me.
"Shit." I curse quietly, of course he doesn't want to go home he didn't jump for nothing, on a roll tonight aren't I? Shuffling forward slightly I stop as he throws his hands up in a protective way, trembling. I could do nothing but look on helplessly as he whimpers, what do I do?

Deku's POV
Where am I?
It's cold.
Why are my wrists wet?
I'm so cold.
I'm on a ledge.
I'm cold.
My wrists are bleeding.
There's a reason I'm here. What was it?
I'm tired.
Jump.
That's why I'm here.
Jump.
I'm so tired.
JUMP.
That's right I need to
Jump.

Where'd the wind go?
I'm moving the wrong way.
Solid beneath me. Wrong. Strange.
"-home?"
Home? No no not there.
Nonononono
Please
I can't go back.
No he's bad, he sent him to hurt me.
What do I do?!
Jump.
He - he'll catch me - I can't -
Jump.
Wait if I can't jump...
Then I'll fly.

Eraserheads POV
Reaching down slowly I pull out my phone, Zashi will know what to do, glancing down to call him I whip my head up at scrambling footsteps.
"Kid! Shit stop!" I run towards him forgoing my earlier plan not to startle him because he's on the edge of the roof.
Then he's gone.
Like before I fling my capture weapon after him but this time - this time I grab nothing.
My heartbeat in my throat I look over the ledge, barely dodging the blur of white, red, and green.
Wings, white wings. I'd never admit it later, but for a second, just a second. I thought it was an Angel.
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Izuku's POV
Everything hurts.
They're going to get me.
Who? Who's going to get me?
It doesn't matter, I need to find safe.
Where is he??? Where is safe????
Hands grab me, oh god what is this, I'm dying, they're killing me, my chest hurts, it hurts so much I'm choking, I can't breathe, its too loud what are they saying, I can't breathe, everything's blurry, I can't breathe, it's so hot why are they doing this?! I can't breathe ican't breatheican'tbreatheican'tbreatheican'tbreatheican'tbreatheican'tbreathe I CAN'T BREATHE.

Tomura's POV
"-then I said, alright come catch these hands hoe!" Dabi grins looking way too smug.
"So who won then?" I smirk as toast boy pouts and Himi screeches like a dying cat - sorry, as she 'laughs'.
"Seriously?!", even if I tried I wouldn't be able to stop the grin spreading across my face, "You lost to an EIGHT YEAR OLD?!"
"She was a tough little shit alright!" At his moody face i cackle harder.
"Hey where's Izu?" Himi looks around frowning at the greenet's absence.
Now that she mentions it, I haven't seen him in hours. Instantly hit with worry it becomes clear why he's missing when I check the calendar.
"Shit Izuku." Lifting my hand to scratch my neck I pause remembering Zuku doesn't like me hurting myself.
"I'm gonna go check on him."
"Why what's wrong???" Himi asks worried for her little brother.
Pausing I contemplate my answer, they know it's bad, but not how bad...
"His Father is back, and he probably - probably wants to train him..." before any more questions can be asked I race upstairs, eager to check on him.
"Zuku, you in there?"
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Downstairs - Dabi POV
THUD
Jumping slightly I look over at Himi, nodding we slowly moved to the door.  Putting my fingers up I grip the door handle, coating my other hand in fire.
3
2
1
"NOW!" Yanking the door open I prepare to send a rush of flames out...
"DABI WAIT!" Jolting I focus on the person in front of the door, "Izuku!!! Izuku are you okay?!". Rushing forward Himi grabs the swaying, bloody boy in her arms.
"Izuku what happened?!" Seeing Himi struggle with his weight I move forward supporting them.
"Izuku?"
Shit, what's happening? Large unfocused eyes look at us, then an ear splitting shriek rings out as he collapses to the floor, pulling his hair and muttering.
"Himiko grab his arms! He's hurting himself!" While she does that I need to stop him moving, great, simple right?
Nope not simple.
Gently holding him in place earned me a kick in the jaw so tough guy it is. Jesus his heart is racing, wait. His chest it-it isn't moving. Eyes snapping to his face I let out profanities that would make a sailor blush.
"HIMI HE CAN'T BREATHE!!!".
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Tomura's POV
"Zuku? Zuku you in there!?" Pounding on the door I jump back, shocked as it slowly swing open. He never forgets to lock his door, taking a breath I cautiously peer into the room, flicking on the lights.
Blood.
Blood coating the floor, bloody handprints left behind from gripping surfaces, blood blood blood blood blood blood everywhere.
Oh god, where is he, he's hurt, I should have been there, I shouldn't have let him out of my sight, his father's back, I'm so stupid and it's all my fault.
"HIMI HE CAN'T BREATHE!!!".
Snapping out of my thoughts I race downstairs, I can feel my heart in my throat, finally I make it down and stop.
"Iz-" my throat clenches, choking out the word I barely notice the wetness on my face.
"Izuku?"